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"I say deep things which you no understan'. Look at ole Dido, you white man." CHAPTER XXIII. THE RESULT OF THE TRIAL. "No," he replied. "I don't say that exactly, but you must admit that the finding of the handkerchief bound round Jaggard's head is strange.".
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